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♫  don’t you let me go, let me go tonight  ♫
♫  don’t you let me go, let me go tonight  ♫

Truth or Dare?

Request: Could you do a Bucky x reader where the avengers are playing truth or dare and the reader gets dared to give Bucky a lap dance since he’s never had one and the reader gets really embarrassed because she thinks he doesn’t like her since Bucky never really talks to her but he’s actually secretly in love with her?

Summary: Basically what the request its; you give Bucky a lap dance and you get embarrassed ;)

Warnings: Fluff and kinda angst ?

A/N: I love doing requests! Also, if I don’t get to yours right away it’s most likely because I’m busy with homework / I’m doing research for the request. I finished my homework for today so I have some free time hence why I’ve been basically bleeding these fanfictions. Enjoy!

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Hahaha…

Seriously someone help me.

Selfish

In which it’s very difficult to love two people at the same time, and our favourite heroes learn it the hard way.

Note: Okay, guys, I did it. I sat down and did what I do best. I SINNED. I’M NOT SORRY. Here, take this trash and bathe in it, with the caution that it’s T-rated.

Note2: I honestly didn’t mean for it to be this long, but I couldn’t stop writing Marichat. (OTP problems)

Note3: Expect part 2 in the next few days.

UPDATE: Part 2 is up! Here’s the link: http://rosereddaffodil.tumblr.com/post/134655306981/selfish-part-ii


Selfish

Finally reaching the safety of her bedroom, Marinette allowed her transformation to drop and promptly fell face-first onto her bed, a pitiful groan resounding in the back of her throat. She was exhausted.

The fact that the akumatized villain had deemed her normal form worthy enough to fling over their shoulder and climb the Eiffel Tower with in tow, reenacting an already poor movie scene in an even poorer manner had been bad enough for her system, but racking her brain to find a way to make the humongous primate lover release her without sending her into a free fall and escaping an overly concerned and protective Chat after successfully doing so had truly drained all her reserves. Thankfully, she had managed to transform the instant she got separated from her silly kitty by an avalanche of collapsing steel and her following cocky claim that she had saved Marinette and taken her to safety had been enough to convince Chat and finally make him pay attention to the battle instead of worrying about her.

Now, however, the day’s events were hitting her with full force in the form of a pounding headache and, even if all her muscles didn’t feel overly strained, she would have disregarded the Physics homework she still had to do and snuggled into her comfortable bed with no thoughts of eating, taking a shower or any other activity that required an ounce of physical effort.

Marinette could vaguely feel an equally tired Tikki plop down on her pillow softly, possibly munching on a biscuit, as her consciousness slowly began to drift and she was caught in the familiar embrace of sweet, sweet slumber.

That was when someone knocked on her window.

In her state, it took her exactly one second to go through all the possibilities and deduce who could possibly climb to her balcony and mistake her window for a door and the desire to slam it open and blow in the stupid cat’s face was seriously considered.

Her body protested vehemently, however, and Marinette would have settled for completely ignoring her partner, if only he hadn’t begun tapping the damned window in the most irritating pattern, with indistinct noises following to make the musical piece more cringe-worthy.

For the first time, she consulted all her memories of Chloé to put her best bitch face on, mechanically lifted herself off the bed while the most colourful phrases passed through her mind and moved one foot in front of the other to climb to her balcony and grace Chat with the aforementioned expression that, based on the inspiration she’d used to create it, would have made Hawk Moth’s butterflies turn back into caterpillars.

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You read this line and I dare you to say my child is not gay

Aelin’s dress in Queen of Shadows is a dress of DREAMS 

The Dare

In November of every year, two men have the tradition of making a Q&A video called Phil is not on Fire. They ask their YouTube audience for questions, dares, and other things of that sort on Twitter, and then choose some of the funniest ones to put in the video. Hilarity always ensues.

This year, Dan read out a question that the audience didn’t expect.

“I dare you two to kiss!” he read out. Phil let out a short laugh and looked back at his phone for more questions, seemingly believing that the other man was jokingly reading out an all-too-common question they received. 

He wasn’t.

Dan glanced at Phil, looked straight into the camera, smirked, and dove at him, almost exactly as Phil had done in the first video in this series they had made in 2009.

However, rather than go for a hug, Dan and Phil’s lips met in a kiss.

A few moments later, they sat up, giggling. “Are we gonna put that in?” Phil asked.

“We might as bloody well,” Dan replied, and continued with the questions.

An army of pages, of literature, of worlds and stories surround her and gosh, should you ever want to truly understand the workings of her mind, I dare you to read all of it.
—  Those paper walls are not as hard to conquer as you fear // A.S